Sunday, May 29, 2011


This has been a really great weekend. Mom and Dad took me on a special trip! We went to the PARK! Mom said it even has an area just for puppy dogs to run around and play, but we didn't get to go there this time. Dad was in a wedding (not quite sure what that is, but I hear there's food, so I'm in!) and they decided to practice at the park. Since I'm (usually) a well-behaved puppy dog, they decided to bring me!

This is what I did most of the time they were practicing. Just watching. There was so much to see. The park had a lake (*shudder*) which meant there were lots of ducks and geese making commotion. I liked watching them. There were a few other puppy dogs, but they were too far away to play with. There were also lots of kids. I was OK watching them, but didn't really like when they tried to pet me.

This was my view from where Mom sat with me. You can't see the dogs, birds, and kids, but they were there!

This is everyone practicing. My daddy's the one in the gray striped shirt. I asked if I could be the ring-dog, but Mom said the wedding was big enough without me.

I'm so cute!

This was the best part of the rehearsal--dinner! The guy at the grill is the groom (again, not sure what that is) and he even gave me a hot dog...on purpose! Dad said it was OK. I also got a few bites of chicken that got dropped on the ground, but Mom stopped me before I could eat the whole thing.

I really like rehearsal dinners. I hope I get to go to another one soon!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The V-E-T

Mommy took me to the V-E-T yesterday. Normally I don't mind too much since we just go to pick up my medicine. I minded today though. Mommy took me to get shot!!! TWICE!!! The doctor was nice enough, but before he shot me, he touched me all over and stuck me and took away some of my blood :( As if that wasn't bad enough, then he stuck a big stick thing, let's just say in a place sticks don't belong. The worst part was Mommy just let him. He and Mom chatted about Auburn and next thing I know, I'd been shot. Mom said the first time was so I didn't get rabies. Then I got shot again so I don't get other sickies. BTW, Mom hates that I'm tell everyone I got shot. She says that I got my shots. Can anyone explain the difference?

Then the mean doctor left and I thought I was in the clear. But then he came back and I got nervous. All he came to say was that all of the "test results" were negative. I thought that sounded bad, but Mom seemed happy, so I guess it's ok...maybe tests are like golf and the low score wins! I got a pretty new tag for my collar and I even got my license renewed. Mom still wouldn't let me drive home though :( The only thing that made the day better was that Mommy and That Daddy-Guy were home for a long time, so I got lots of belly rubs and snuggles for being a good boy.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Road Trip!

Mom and I had the greatest adventure this weekend! We took a road trip, just us. No That Daddy-Guy or anything! I loved getting all my mommy's attention
We went to see my other grandparents in Tennessee. They live with 3 kitty cats. They weren't very playful, but we played lots of "Stare." I also made them share their food, but Mommy made me stop and then I threw it all up anyway.
I wasn't too happy with Mom on Saturday, though. She left me all alone. She said she had to go do some stuff further south and that I could stay and play with my grandparents and the kitty cats. If I'm not allowed to eat their food, that's not much fun! Mom left me anyway :(
I had a pretty fun time with my grandparents. Grandma was excited I let her pet me. Grandpa took me on a couple of walks and I peed on everything (even surprised him with a couple of #2s). I wish Mom had been home with me, but all in all, I had a good time. Then Mom came home and I snuggled her lots.
We had a fun trip, but I kinda missed That Daddy-Guy (sh! Don't tell him that). Mom said that was the last bit of traveling for a while.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day!!!!!

My mommy and me in the yard :)

I was catching up on my blog reading and saw my buddy, Oz, had this poem. I thought it was appropriate for today.
You feed me when I'm hungry,
You keep water in my dish,
You let me sleep on anything,
Or in any place I wish.

You sometimes let me lick your hands
or even lick your face,
Despite the fact I've licked myself
In every private place.

You taught me how to come when called
You taught me how to sit,
You always let me go outside
So I can take a s***.

You'll always have my loyalty
up to the bitter end,
'cause after all, it's plain to see . . .
You are a dog's best friend.
--Author Unknown

My favorite part is about licking. I like Mommy's face ALL THE TIME!
We spent the weekend with That Daddy Guy's mom and dad. They fed me lots and lots of pretzels. Then, we went to Mawmaw's house and everyone there fed me pieces of chicken and a little bit of mashed potatoes (they were plain, so no garlic worries). Mommy says we're going to have to walk seventy thousand-leventy miles for me to work all of that off. I looked at her and said, "These paws were made for walkin'!"